"Good morning Josh," Roger said, smile radiating as he stood, "Sorry if I woke you."
"N-no, don't worry," you stammered, desperately trying, and failing, not to look at the nude raccoon. Roger's fresh pump was clearly getting to the both of you as your heart was fluttering absurdly fast and the raccoon was out and out erect.
Suddenly Roger was standing in front of you with only an inch between you, if that, cock standing rigid against his six pack and he offered "You know, you can feel if you'd like."
Frankly you were shocked your head didn't simply fall off at the proposal "Umm...I...are you..." you blubbered.
Grabbing your hand in one of his strong confident paws, Roger placed your hand on his chest and said, "Trust me, I want this." With that the raccoon let your hand go free as you brought up your other hand and began to massage his pectoral muscles. Enthralled in the feeling Roger began moaning softly as you felt his body tremble slightly, overtaken by pleasure. You began to move your hands elsewhere, in seek of more muscles to grope, but Roger gave you pause when he put his hand beneath your chin and tilted your head upwards before planting a deep impassioned kiss on your lips. For a moment you just stared like deer in headlights, lost in those deep amber eyes, before closing your eyes and returning your masked partner's kiss and letting your hands dance along his firm sculpted back. Roger's moans became more fervored as your tongues grappled with each other until finally your hands found their way to a sculpted behind and, in a moment of daring, grabbed hold. With that Roger let out and undignified "eep" into your mouth before you felt the kiss break and the raccoon released a guttural moan as his member relieved itself all over your nightshirt.
"Heh...sorry...phew," Roger said with a huff.
"Don't worry about it," you said, pulling the shirt off ,eager to get your own relief, however what you saw when the shirt no longer obscured your view was Roger abruptly fall back onto the floor. "Are you okay?!" you asked with concern.
Roger though, seated on his ample behind, simply let his eyes roll back and with a moan more intense than any that preceded it affirmed, "Absolutely, this feels incredible..." and with that his body began expanding. The raccoon's muscles grew slightly more dense and his penis seemed to engorge rather than deflate as his head rose higher and his body became thicker while his bushy tail swished behind him. When Roger finally stood you immediately felt the changes yourself as he now stood around 6 foot 9 inches, and though he still was nowhere close to Peter's monstrous bulk you couldn't help but feel a similar intimidation.
"What in the world was that..." you trailed of.
"No idea," Roger admitted chipperly, "But it was awesome!"
For a moment you just stared as the raccoon flexed and admired his new bulk, but as if suddenly hit by a truck a thought rang out in your head "What if he grew because he came?" "Hey Roger," you started to say, as your subconscious screamed that it may be to dangerous a secret to share, "What if you grew because...well..." you embarrassedly pointed to your discarded shirt.
"Because I came on you?" he asked quizzically.
"Well I doubt it has anything to do with the "on me" part, but what if that bottle did this?" you posited.
"Wait I thought it change me and Peter into this," Roger said confused.
"But what if it's also causing this," you explained.
"Well...
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